I Forget

I forget who I am

I forget how it feels

I forget all my dreams

I forget to forget

(I forget)

(I forget)

The sweetness of the oblivion

The sweetness of the remembering

How is this making me feel

Sometimes it’s better to dream

In the comfort of the world of ideas

Wandering ghost or light as a feather

Why should I go on suffering

The sweetness being in the books of the living

(I forget)

I forget where I am

I forget the reason

I forget to forget

Some days when I wake up

I wonder how I got here

Then I put on my make-up

And comb my hair